All kinds of soul beasts that were crazy in the sky were dense like black rain and fell towards the island, and the distance between them and the island was rapidly shortening.

Facing the frenzied beasts that were close at hand, it was the kings gathered in the territory of Yaslan, their control of soul power had reached its peak, and this vast sea provided them with an endless source of power, and the monstrous waves could become a weapon to destroy the heavens and the earth at any time under their control.

They used to fight side by side, and they fought each other, but at this moment they subconsciously stood in four lines of defense from far and near. Although their compassion and trust for each other have gradually been eroded in this blood-dominated killing world, in the depths of their bone marrow, there is still the blood of the noblest glory, and it is their eternal mission to protect ordinary people, so they are sharp but not evil, they are lonely but not humble.

On the beach of the coastline closest to the soul beast, stood the highest-ranked pair of prince apostles among all the people on the island at this moment, Netherworld and Shenyin. Although they were in the high-ranking positions, the expressions on their faces were not relaxed. The beam dragon in Shenyin's hand split into four dragon tendons, swimming around the two of them quickly, and in the space wrapped by the dragon tendons, the cold light was shining, and the cold front was pressing. There was a golden light flashing in his ghostly gaze, his bare skin in the hurricane, the golden carvings flickering endlessly, his black mist-like robes surging wantonly, and his array spun rapidly under his feet, no one knew the effect of this array, only the cruel and evil smile on his face, silently announcing his power over all beings.

On the first layer of the cliff behind the coastal shoal, Urushi Ramen looks expressionlessly into the wind. His face was cold and indifferent, and there was no obvious emotional expression on his facial features, which were so soft that he had lost the boundaries of gender. Under his feet, as if breathing, a slowly rotating array flickered, and the light of the array was very faint, appearing and disappearing, and it was clear that he was just keeping his soul power at the lowest value that could support the consumption of the array. He never wastes a drop of soul power. For him, there are only opponents he can't destroy, and no opponents who can destroy him - any time he only needs to make a chess piece from the ground under his feet, he can easily and dashingly leave any disadvantaged battle situation, his robe fluttering in the wind like slow motion, he looks like he is standing in a world that no one can approach. He is simply the opposite of the Netherworld - to the Netherworld, the soul power seems to be inexhaustible, and he releases surging soul power all the time, trying to actively detonate countless damage in an instant at any time. It was his instinct to kill the king.

Further away. It's Treya and Neon. Therea's eyes were now swirling with a violent white storm, and the terrifying whiteness of her eyes, combined with the charming smile on her lips, made her look like a glamorous death messenger at the entrance to hell welcoming the arrival of the new undead. The whole body is wheat-skinned, the muscles are full and the tall neon, like an expressionless sculpture of the god of war, is motionless in front of Treya, his arms are surging with a large number of golden lines, and his hands can be turned into a slashing blade that tears everything at any time.

The last line of defense is the silver dust that rains down from the sky. He was dressed in white and stood on a flat ground made of black rocks. His eyes glowed golden. In the swirling array of light beneath his feet, countless sword hilts, shields, chains, spears, and some unrecognizable Horcruxes resembled the petals of a flower that kept blooming. Wrap him around in layers. Hundreds of Horcruxes vibrated at each other, emitting a high-pitched buzzing sound.

He lifted his golden pupils and clenched his fists, a pair of platinum-forged fist blades morphing from between his fingers.

All eyes on you. They all looked at the sky, and the thousands of soul beasts that rushed towards them were like a group of black meteor meteorites falling from the sky. The thunderbolt carries a force that is powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth.

This is Yaslan's most impregnable line of defense, and if even they can't stop this catastrophe, then thousands of lives will be brutally buried.

Silver Dust's heartbeat gradually accelerated. He turned his head and looked at the little Qiling and Tianbou Youhua standing in the skirt of the goddess behind him, they were so young and so beautiful, if his last line of defense was lost......

Suddenly, a faint light flashed through Silver Dust's mind, and he was vaguely aware of something cold and sharp, which was facing him with the smell of conspiracy, but what was it, Silver Dust couldn't catch any specific clues.

The Ghost Mountain Soul and the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring, along with the tens of thousands of soul beasts that surrounded them densely, quickly fell towards the island.

The sewing soul turned his face, his deep eyes looked at Lianquan, and his voice was full of farewell sorrow: "Lianquan, promise me that after waking up Siliuer, you must leave here alive." His voice was like warm spring water, and his rough and powerful hands held Lianquan's face, and the wave-like soul power in his palms continued to pour into the seal under Lianquan's ear—the last remaining soul power he had. Lotus Spring's tears dripped on the back of his hand, like hot pearls.

As the soul power of the seam soul decreased, more and more soul beasts struggled out of hypnosis, and the soul beasts that lost control turned into violent monsters, swooping down towards the king apostle on the island.

"Go, Lotus Spring!" the ghost mountain soul roared.

Countless soul beasts suddenly chirped in unison, and the transparent ripples of soul power vibrating in the air shook everyone's vision and blurred. The ghost mountain soul pushed hard behind Lianquan, and Lianquan's figure flew gently from Yanyin's back towards the diagonal back.

Ghost Mountain Lianquan looked at the sad back of the sewing soul that was gradually walking away in front of her, she opened her mouth, tears sliding down her cheeks.

- Ghost Mountain Soul Crack, if you die, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life. I'm not as great as you, I don't want to be a king, I just want to be a sister who is guarded by my brother. No matter how corrupt and depraved this world becomes, it will not be my turn to save it. In this world, there are people who want to be heroes and supreme kings more than me. Ghost Mountain Soul Crack, you will never be able to leave me, because I will always chase you. I will go wherever you go, and if you live, I will live.

With a light turn in the air, Lianquan flew towards a huge, drenched sea butterfly, which she sturdily flipped onto the butterfly's smooth back covered with scales and tentacles, hiding behind its massive wings. Lianquan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of its neck, and the golden light in his eyes bloomed. Under her hypnosis, the sea butterfly quietly and gradually flew diagonally in the direction away from the beasts, like a kite with a broken string, silently flying towards the entrance of the cave where the lotus spring had detected Xiliuer's soul power just now.

Her tears were blown into long lines by the wind, spilling on the back of the ghost mountain and the soul shrouded in death at the moment.

Everyone stared with bated breath, ready to resist the first round of soul beast attacks, the eyes of the prince and the apostles were firmly locked on the soul beasts that rushed over quickly in the first row, and no one noticed that on the back of the wings hidden among the thousands of soul beasts, the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring was gone, and only the ghost mountain soul knelt on the back of the wings, weak but still strong.

Except for Treya.

"Oh, the soldiers are divided into two ways...... There are so many soul beasts, it's really hard to find. Therea's white snowstorm eyes were half-squinted, as if she had seen something interesting.

In the sky are thousands of soul beasts with surging and violent soul power, and the huge soul power of various attributes is staggered and twisted into a hurricane-like disturbance, and trying to track the track of Lotus Spring through soul power sensing is like looking for a grain of sand in a sandstorm.

Treya's keen perception turned into a sharp net that was cast into the sky. However, her soul power was instantly engulfed by the rampaging soul beast, and she barely maintained her sense talent, like a weak hummingbird, trying to catch up with a lost grass seed in a tornado, however, how could this be, no matter how the hummingbird flapped its wings, it was difficult-

"You've run so far, really, how can my sister leave my brother, the children nowadays are getting more and more unruly, so ...... Let me teach you a lesson, hee-hee......" Treya put away the white storm in her eyes and turned to stroke Neon's chest, "You're waiting for me here." I'll be back soon. ”

After speaking, Treya's figure spread, tracking the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring. Her figure rose and fell several times quickly, and she was already only a few hundred meters away from the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring. Countless soul beasts along the road were cleverly and easily bypassed by her - she didn't even need to launch her talent, with her ability to cross thousands of meters, it was not difficult to plan the trajectory and attack direction of the soul beast in advance, whether it was one or ten thousand that rushed in front of her, it was like a casual stroll for her. It's like walking through a rain of cherry blossoms, and you won't be contaminated by any petals.

Treya didn't even speed up the speed, because any prey, once captured by her talent, will leave a lock mark on its body, this mark is like pulling up an indestructible flexible silk thread before her and the prey, unless Treya disconnects the mark or her soul power is exhausted, otherwise, even if she escapes to the ends of the earth, it is as close as it is for Treya.

Treya stopped at the entrance where the lotus spring disappeared, she looked at the dark and secluded cave, and then turned her head to look at the thousands of soul beasts in the sky that were about to hit the island, she smiled: "One dozen two, a little headache." With that, she opened her cloudy white eyes and followed the cave with her head down without fear (to be continued). )